The Wistful Dinner

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2026-08-17 12:05:59 -

The fire ate the hall. It began in the rafters. Sparks. A hiss. Then the roar. I stood in the center of the great hall of King Aldric’s court. The air was thick with smoke. It tasted of ash and old blood. Around me, the nobles screamed. They ran. They tripped over the silks. They trampled the servants. I did not run. I looked at the table. It was long. Oak. Carved with lions. The lions now...

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